Life is a Game

Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi brought two large bowls of eight-treasure porridge to the table. Everyone was waiting for the meal, especially Jiang Zaide, his eyes turned green when he stared at the braised prawns on the table. Jiang Feng put down the casserole without sitting down, scooping porridge for everyone courteously.

"Grandpa, my porridge is very good today!"

"Third Grandpa, come, try my eight-treasure porridge."

"Brother De, this porridge is good for my mother even after drinking it."

"Uncle, come, this bowl is yours, Auntie, drink more!"

"Fourth Uncle, Fourth Aunt, no, no, I'll scoop it up, I'll scoop it up, Fifth Uncle, here, here's this bowl for you. Fifth Aunt, you like lotus seeds, I specially scooped up a lot of lotus seeds for you, Junlian, ah, oh , Mistake, Juanqing, why do you have different hairstyles today, come, come, come..."

Jiang Feng placed the last bowl of eight-treasure porridge firmly in front of Wu Minqi.

Jiang Zaide looked at the bowl full of eight-treasure porridge in front of him, not only his eyes glowed green, but even his face began to turn green. He started retreating to revise the manuscript yesterday, and he has not eaten for 29 hours. How much he longs for the bright red and fragrant braised prawns on the table at this time!

It would be nice even to dip some sauce first!

Looking at the thick eight-treasure porridge in front of me, there are rich ingredients, many ingredients are almost boiled and blended with black rice. The sweetness of the porridge is mixed with the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus sugar, which looks good. but……

Jiang Zaide sighed in his heart, although this porridge is good, but there is no meat!

He has been starving for 29 hours, and every gram of fat in his body is clamoring for meat, but this bowl of porridge is my brother's wish. It has been a long time since grandpa cooks and invites the whole family. It has been nearly ten days since the last dinner in this scene. It is also a good intention for the younger brother to come up with such a way for grandpa to cook.

Jiang Zaide stirred the porridge in front of him, and snorted heavily.

Hey, is it true that everything is delicious when people don’t eat for a long time?

Jiang Zaide felt that the bowl of porridge in front of him was extremely delicious, sweet and smooth, even without side dishes and his favorite lard residue, it was still delicious, so delicious that he couldn't stop drinking it!

"Hurr, snort, snort..."

For a while, the dining table was filled with the sound of gulping porridge.

Jiang Junlian picked up a tofu box, and ate a mouthful of tofu box and a mouthful of porridge. Seeing this, Jiang Zaide immediately followed suit, one mouthful of braised prawns, one mouthful of porridge, one mouthful of pot-wrapped meat, one mouthful of porridge, one mouthful of elbows, one mouthful of porridge, and one mouthful of fish-flavored shredded pork three mouthfuls of porridge.

Wonderful! For the first time in his life, Jiang Zaide felt that what his mother, who had fallen in love with Yangsheng in recent years, was right. Drinking porridge is really a joy! This sweet taste, smooth taste, and the warm and intimate feeling of the slightly hot porridge sliding into the stomach are really fascinating.

It's not that Jiang Zaide doesn't like porridge, it's that the pork porridge, chicken porridge, beef porridge or three-meat porridge his father used to make are too bad to drink!

Jiang Zaide looked at Jiang Feng, his eyes were moist.

What grandpa said was indeed correct, the brothers among them were the younger ones who were the most promising. As long as the little brother can perform at the same level as today's pot of porridge in the red case, why would Jiang Zaide be hungry and thin in the future!

He just made up his mind that when he buys a house in the future, he will buy it next door to his younger brother's house, and go there every now and then for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. When he has a girlfriend, he can take his girlfriend with him, and if he has a child, he can take him with him. on the child. The younger brother's new house decoration, wedding planning, child's household registration, school status, reading supplementary classes, high school choice, college entrance examination application, he, the big brother, can help with it, ensuring that the younger brother will not be disturbed by the outside world and concentrate on practicing cooking.

Jiang Feng silently gnawed on the salt and pepper ribs, always feeling hairy.

Brother De, look at your eyes, why is it weird?

"Hey, little brother, why don't you eat tofu box? Don't you like it? I'll help you eat it!" Jiang Junlian had bad intentions.

With a swipe, Jiang Feng stretched out his chopsticks and picked up the last tofu box on the plate: "Don't bother you, I'd better work hard and eat by myself."

When he looked at Jiang Zaide again, he was already drinking his third bowl of eight-treasure porridge with his head down.

After a dinner, the guests of honor had a great time, and all the porridge and vegetables on the table were wiped out. Wu Minqi went back first. She didn't live in school for a few days and lived with her mother in a short-term rental apartment near University A. According to the analysis of Ji Yue, a little gossip expert, Wu Minqi's dormitory relationship is very unfriendly. It is probably a palace-level Shura field female dormitory with 4 people and 3 small groups in the legend, and 5 groups in one dormitory. Wu Minqi asked Ji Yue about the school's annex some time ago. Are there any long-term rental apartments?

Ji Yue and Wang Xiulian went to the first floor to clean up. Jiang Feng's aunt, fourth aunt and fifth aunt also went down to help after seeing this, while the male and the younger generation stayed on the second floor to brag.

Jiang Jianguo, the leader of the Jiang family's bragging circle, opened up the topic first: "It's the beginning of spring and everyone wants to make new clothes. My tailor's business is so good that it's too busy every day."

"It's not good if you're too busy. Make more money for Zaide to buy a house in Beiping in the future. When the third brother's store opens, we all have to go to Peiping." Jiang Jianshe said.

"It's best to buy it next to Taifeng Building. Hey, Xiaofeng, where is Taifeng Building?" Jiang Jianye asked.

"Second ring."

"Just buy a courtyard house, and let's live together as a family." Jiang Jiankang also joined the bragging ranks.

"You may not be able to live in one, so buy two." Jiang Jianguo's skill is even better.

"Zai De, Xiao Feng and the others have to get married in the future. They need to buy a courtyard house and a wedding room." Jiang Jianshe said that it doesn't cost money to brag anyway.

The four brothers were bragging, and the two sisters Jiang Junlian and Jiang Junqing bothered Jiang Zaide who was yawning after eating too much and wanting to sleep.

Jiang Junlian was the worst, holding Jiang Zaide's hand, begging: "Brother De, you can change us a make-up teacher, this teacher is not handsome at all, we have no motivation to study."

Jiang Zaide was drowsy, and said weakly: "What do you want?"

"Over 1.8 meters tall, with a nice voice, good looks, good temper, and gentleness." Jiang Junlian said impatiently.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

Are you looking for a teacher or a husband?

Jiang Zaide yawned again: "There is no such teacher in this world."

"Brother De, you are lying, there must be something that you didn't look for!" The two middle school girls said in unison.

Jiang Weiming looked at everyone with a smile, because he was one of the protagonists in the family ethics drama, he liked to watch these juniors chatting and laughing very much. Jiang Weiguo was different. He had a serious expression all day long, as if he was thinking about something.

Actually he was thinking.

Before Jiang Weiming, Sun Guanyun, and Tan Lao were in front of him, he was looking at his children and grandchildren and thinking about whether they had the potential to be unworthy children or grandchildren. Sun Guanyun's only two sons have become like this. He has five sons. If there is a real fight in the future, whether it is a one-on-four or two-on-three scene, it will not be good.

"Jiang Junqing, Jiang Junlian!" Jiang Weiguo said.

Jiang Junlian and Jiang Junlian's petite bodies were not shaken, they tried to hide themselves, but to no avail, they could only show their most deceptive, sweetest, most innocent and lovely smiles, and sweetly said in unison: "Grandpa, what's the matter? "

"You come to me to practice cooking after your high school entrance examination," Jiang Weiguo said.

The two sisters panicked immediately.

"Grandpa, this, we have to learn!"

"Yeah, yeah, the high school courses are tight, we have to preview in advance."

"What do you study? I don't know what your poor grades are. You are far behind your four cousins. It's because you didn't learn cooking when you were young. Don't make excuses for me. Jianjian sent me the two of them during the summer vacation. " Jiang Weiguo thought about it for two days, and felt that the reason for the unworthy descendants was that they were not allowed to practice cooking when they were young.

If you have not endured hardships, have not honed your will, and do not know how to cherish, you will grow crooked.

Jiang Weiguo felt that his two granddaughters had the most unworthy potential in the entire Jiang family.

"Dad." The two sisters looked at Jiang Jianshe pitifully.

"It's good to learn how to cook from grandpa. We only learn how to cook and study so well." Jiang Zaide made up the last knife.

At the beginning, in order not to be arrested and returned to the countryside to learn how to cook, which one didn't they study hard to death.

Jiang Zaide's college entrance examination scores were in the top ten in the city, Jiang Shoucheng's top scorer in the city, Jiang Ran's top 20, and Jiang Feng's top 30. They can achieve this result because of the good education of the old man!

Jiang Feng was happy that the two cousins ​​were finally going the same way as their brothers.

After blowing the cowhide, everyone dispersed. Jiang Feng returned to the dormitory after cleaning up the kitchen. Wang Hao had no idea that he had missed a big meal, and chatted happily with his goddess while holding his mobile phone. It seemed that the date at night went very well.

Jiang Feng went to take a bath to wash off the smell of eight-treasure porridge on his body, and went to bed. At a young age, he had already synchronized with the old man's schedule. Wang Hao also went to bed with his mobile phone in his arms. In the darkness, only the head of his bed was shining with white light, reflecting the silly smile on his face.

Jiang Feng fell asleep peacefully, but the staff of Good Taste could not. At eleven o'clock in the evening, the project manager personally called and scolded his direct subordinates, and the subordinates called and scolded their own subordinates after being scolded, and scolded them layer by layer until they reached the customer service lady who answered Jiang Feng's call on the head.

After getting off work at 10 o'clock, she took a shower and applied a facial mask for skin care after returning home. The beautiful customer service lady who went to sleep on time at 12 o'clock for beauty sleep was woken up by a phone call from her immediate boss at 1:26 in the morning. Throwing the mobile phone on the bed and letting the boss curse at the air, the customer service lady sat in front of the dressing table and began to observe whether there were any new fine lines in the corners of her eyes due to the phone call.

The boss on the other end of the phone cursed into the air for ten minutes, but no one responded, as if he had punched the cotton with a fist, and instead of calming down, the anger became even bigger. He roared on the other end of the phone: "Qiu Bing, do you know that you How serious is the problem this time!"

"Leader, Osmanthus Candy's request was made by contestant Jiang Feng himself, and I just reported it truthfully. That contestant Jiang Feng was called out by Mr. Han to take special care of him. How dare I not report his request!" Qiu Bing reapplied eye cream .

"What sweet-scented osmanthus?" The leader was confused.

"Not sweet-scented osmanthus?" Qiu Bing was also confused.

"Did you listen to me? I'm talking about the fact that you damaged the machine today. How dare you talk about sweet-scented osmanthus candy with me! Let me tell you, there are important data in the machine you damaged, and Director Xiang has personally Inquire about this matter, Director Sang was still calling me just now, this matter is very serious, don't tell me..."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, leader, I was drawn to be the customer service at the culinary art competition today, I'm not on duty today!" Qiu Bing defended himself.

"Aren't you on duty? Who is on duty today?"

"Chen Qi!"

"Cough, take a good rest." The leader hung up the phone hastily.

Qiu Bing: ...

Suffering an innocent disaster, Qiu Bing couldn't sleep now, and even gloated a little, waiting to eat Chen Qi's melon tomorrow morning. I couldn't sleep, so I sat on the bed and started to browse Moments. Before I finished two pages, I found my trendy grandfather. After eleven o'clock, I still insisted on being a WeChat business in Moments.

"Homemade sweet-scented osmanthus sugar, made in the ancient way, with guaranteed quality, pure color, green, healthy and pollution-free, 89 yuan a can, friends who have bought it say it is good!!! [thumbs][thumbs][thumbs]"

There is also a picture below, probably a month ago, a bald man wearing a thin cotton coat holding two cans of sweet-scented osmanthus.

As a hot chicken graduate who has studied at the University of Finance and Economics for four years, Qiu Bing recognized at a glance that this picture was taken on the pedestrian street next to the University of Finance and Economics.

Her grandfather actually set up a stall at the University of Finance and Economics? !

Hesitating whether to like it or not, Qiu Bing suddenly remembered the sweet-scented osmanthus sugar that Jiang Feng asked for.

February 27.

The pedestrian street next to the east gate of the University of Finance and Economics.

An old man set up a stall.

No... such a coincidence...

Qiu Bing liked her grandfather's circle of friends and decided to report the matter tomorrow.

If it is true, there is a bonus of 1,000 yuan!

In the last session, Xiao Zhang from the maintenance department bought 3 farm pullets from his hometown at one time, and the company rewarded him with a full 3,000 yuan!

While Qiu Bing was happily thinking about whether to take the 1,000 yuan that fell from the sky to pay back the flowers or buy a bottle of eye cream, he lay down and prepared to sleep again.

...

In the next few days, Jiang Feng persevered in cooking eight-treasure porridge every day, trying all kinds of sugar, including white sugar, brown sugar, brown sugar, maple sugar, rock sugar, malt sugar, and osmanthus sugar. The back kitchen of the healthy stir-fry restaurant seems to have become a small candy processing factory, sometimes overturned, sometimes normal, normal, weird or even weirder eight-treasure porridge is continuously produced. Jiang Jiankang was miserable after drinking, Wang Xiulian backed away, and Ji Yue doubted life.

The original three-yuan bowl of eight-treasure porridge has also become a free gift. This familiar yet unfamiliar and terrifying taste reminds the diners of the healthy stir-fry restaurant the fear of being dominated by mushroom soup.

Even so, Jiang Feng couldn't find a more suitable sugar before nine o'clock in the evening on April 10th.

In fact, there is a kind of maple syrup that is not bad, much better than the rest, but that maple syrup was given to Jiang Jiankang by Jiang Jiandang last year, and it was also in a jar without a brand. Remembering where he bought the maple syrup, Jiang Feng had no choice but to give up.

The competition was about to start the next day, and Jiang Feng returned to the dormitory at 9 o'clock. He was surprised to find that Wang Hao was actually watching "The Good Taste Kitchen King Contest", which was a variety show changed from the live broadcast of the Good Taste Food Competition. The name is very secondary, but the playback volume is very high. It exceeded 10 million on the first day, and now it has more than 30 million playback volume.

Jiang Feng believed that the amount of views was real, because Ji Yue watched it several times a day, only watching Zhang Guanghang's part.

Young girls who are fond of looking at their faces and some out-of-date nympho old school girls like Ji Yue completely regard this show as Chef 101, and frantically pay for Zhang Guanghang. According to Ji Yue, fans are now supporting him. will be established. At present, Zhang Guanghang is leading with 110,000 votes, Wu Minqi is second with 60,000 votes, Jiang Feng is third with 10,000 votes, and Jiang Feng's 10,000 votes are still worthwhile.

Thinking about it is all tears.

Jiang Feng hadn't watched "The Tasty Kitchen King Contest" yet, and he planned to save it for tomorrow when he was waiting in the background, but since Wang Hao was watching, Jiang Feng went over to take a curious look.

The full screen is full of bullet screens

"Zhang Guanghang is so handsome!"

"Hanghang, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!!"

"My family's aviation is number one, no one can refute it!"

"I'm here to lick my family's prosperous beauty~"

Jiang Feng: ...

What is this, idol chef student?

"Brother Feng, you're going to be popular. We're all using your emoticons in Doutu now." Wang Hao turned to Jiang Feng and said, "It's in the class, have you seen it?"

Jiang Feng clicked on the class group, and it was a screenshot of him falling to the ground, with the words "I'm weak and can't take care of myself".

With such a shoddy emoji, Jiang Feng could figure out who it belonged to with his toes.

Jiang Feng silently opened the drawer.

The rolling pin is gone.

Wang Hao had a triumphant smile on his face.

Jiang Feng silently picked up the water glass.

"The dog thief looks at the cup!"